Prompt: Turn around
Look at what you see
In her face
The mirror of your dreams
Make believe I'm everywhere
Given in the light
Written on the pages
Is the answer to a never-ending story
Reach the stars
Fly a fantasy
Dream a dream
And what you see will be
Rhymes that keep their secrets
Will unfold behind the clouds
And there upon a rainbow
Is the answer to a never-ending story
Show no fear
For she may fade away
In your hand
The birth of a new day
Rhymes that keep their secrets
Will unfold behind the clouds
And there upon a rainbow
Is the answer to a never-ending story
Prompt: Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn't make any sense.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth
across the doorsill where the two worlds touch,
The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.
Prompt: Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Prompt: Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Prompt: Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Prompt: I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die. Man. Clone. Warrior. Galactic Expanse and heavens. Science Fiction. Struggle. Fear. Embrace of destiny.
Prompt: I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die. Man. Clone. Warrior. Galactic Expanse and heavens. Science Fiction. Struggle. Fear. Embrace of destiny.
Prompt: I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die. Man. Clone. Warrior. Galactic Expanse and heavens. Science Fiction. Struggle. Fear. Embrace of destiny.
Prompt: Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Prompt: A beautiful nude woman bathing in light on something soft,begins with a thoughts of appreciations, gratefulness, mindfulness and meditation, followed by yoga, exercise, and ideas. Writing follows, channeling wisdom and life purpose, focus for the day and channeling parts of the akoshic to keep moving towards life's purpose.
Prompt: A beautiful nude woman bathing in light on something soft,begins with a thoughts of appreciations, gratefulness, mindfulness and meditation, followed by yoga, exercise, and ideas. Writing follows, channeling wisdom and life purpose, focus for the day and channeling parts of the akoshic to keep moving towards life's purpose.
Prompt: A beautiful nude woman bathing in light on something soft,begins with a thoughts of appreciations, gratefulness, mindfulness and meditation, followed by yoga, exercise, and ideas. Writing follows, channeling wisdom and life purpose, focus for the day and channeling parts of the akoshic to keep moving towards life's purpose.
Prompt: A beautiful nude woman bathing in light on something soft,begins with a thoughts of appreciations, gratefulness, mindfulness and meditation, followed by yoga, exercise, and ideas. Writing follows, channeling wisdom and life purpose, focus for the day and channeling parts of the akoshic to keep moving towards life's purpose.
Prompt: A beautiful nude woman bathing in light on something soft,begins with a thoughts of appreciations, gratefulness, mindfulness and meditation, followed by yoga, exercise, and ideas. Writing follows, channeling wisdom and life purpose, focus for the day and channeling parts of the akoshic to keep moving towards life's purpose.
Prompt: A realm of beyond the limits of the physical world, a place where consciousness flows like a river and holds all knowledge within its depths. The birthplace of thought, memory and emotions, a storehouse of all that has ever been or will be. It is etheral beauty where the boundaries between time and space fade away and the mind is free to roam amidst a sea of radiant light. The air is thick with the fragrance of wisdom and the whispers of ancient souls and the ground is soft and plush with the accumulation of lifetimes. The sky is a canvas of vibrant hues painted by the infinite possibilities of creation and the infinte expressions of the soul. in the distance one can see the glimmer of a temple with towering spires reaching towards the heavens, holding the Akashic records
Prompt: A realm of beyond the limits of the physical world, a place where consciousness flows like a river and holds all knowledge within its depths. The birthplace of thought, memory and emotions, a storehouse of all that has ever been or will be. It is etheral beauty where the boundaries between time and space fade away and the mind is free to roam amidst a sea of radiant light. The air is thick with the fragrance of wisdom and the whispers of ancient souls and the ground is soft and plush with the accumulation of lifetimes. The sky is a canvas of vibrant hues painted by the infinite possibilities of creation and the infinte expressions of the soul. in the distance one can see the glimmer of a temple with towering spires reaching towards the heavens, holding the Akashic records
Prompt: A beautiful nude woman bathing in light on something soft,begins with a thoughts of appreciations, gratefulness, mindfulness and meditation, followed by yoga, exercise, and ideas. Writing follows, channeling wisdom and life purpose, focus for the day and channeling parts of the akoshic to keep moving towards life's purpose.
Prompt: A beautiful nude woman bathing in light on something soft,begins with a thoughts of appreciations, gratefulness, mindfulness and meditation, followed by yoga, exercise, and ideas. Writing follows, channeling wisdom and life purpose, focus for the day and channeling parts of the akoshic to keep moving towards life's purpose.
Prompt: Amidst the realm of magic and mystery, a powerful jinn stands tall, emanating an aura of otherworldly might and prowess. Its form, a fluid manifestation of smoke and fire, seems to shift and transform with each passing moment, revealing glimpses of a being that exists beyond the realm of human understanding. Its eyes blaze with an intense power, and its movements are swift and graceful, as if it is a creature at one with the very elements of the universe. To behold such a jinn is to witness a force of nature that commands both fear and awe, a being that embodies the very essence of magic and power.
Prompt: Amidst the realm of magic and mystery, a powerful jinn stands tall, emanating an aura of otherworldly might and prowess. Its form, a fluid manifestation of smoke and fire, seems to shift and transform with each passing moment, revealing glimpses of a being that exists beyond the realm of human understanding. Its eyes blaze with an intense power, and its movements are swift and graceful, as if it is a creature at one with the very elements of the universe. To behold such a jinn is to witness a force of nature that commands both fear and awe, a being that embodies the very essence of magic and power.
Prompt: Amidst the realm of magic and mystery, a powerful jinn stands tall, emanating an aura of otherworldly might and prowess. Its form, a fluid manifestation of smoke and fire, seems to shift and transform with each passing moment, revealing glimpses of a being that exists beyond the realm of human understanding. Its eyes blaze with an intense power, and its movements are swift and graceful, as if it is a creature at one with the very elements of the universe. To behold such a jinn is to witness a force of nature that commands both fear and awe, a being that embodies the very essence of magic and power.
Prompt: Amidst the realm of magic and mystery, a powerful jinn stands tall, emanating an aura of otherworldly might and prowess. Its form, a fluid manifestation of smoke and fire, seems to shift and transform with each passing moment, revealing glimpses of a being that exists beyond the realm of human understanding. Its eyes blaze with an intense power, and its movements are swift and graceful, as if it is a creature at one with the very elements of the universe. To behold such a jinn is to witness a force of nature that commands both fear and awe, a being that embodies the very essence of magic and power.
Prompt: An air jinn is a majestic creature of the sky, born of the wind and clouds. It is a being of immense power, imbued with the force of the elements that surround it. Its form is fluid and ever-changing, able to mold itself to the shape of the air currents that carry it. Its essence is elusive, ethereal, and wild, a true embodiment of the forces of nature.
The air jinn can be found soaring high above the earth, riding the winds and chasing the clouds. Its body is insubstantial, yet still, it is a tangible presence, a shimmering, translucent figure, infused with the very essence of air. It is a creature of beauty and grace, with a body that moves like quicksilver, agile and swift, never touching the ground.
Its eyes are bright and piercing, the color of the sky at dawn, and they seem to hold all the wisdom of the ages. Its voice is like the whisper of the wind, soft and haunting, yet it can also be a roar, a tempestuous storm of sound that echoes across the sky. To encounter an air jinn is a rare and wondrous experience, a moment of magic that can change one's life forever. It is a reminder of the beauty and majesty of the natural world, a glimpse of power and mystery
Prompt: Amidst the realm of magic and mystery, a powerful jinn stands tall, emanating an aura of otherworldly might and prowess. Its form, a fluid manifestation of smoke and fire, seems to shift and transform with each passing moment, revealing glimpses of a being that exists beyond the realm of human understanding. Its eyes blaze with an intense power, and its movements are swift and graceful, as if it is a creature at one with the very elements of the universe. To behold such a jinn is to witness a force of nature that commands both fear and awe, a being that embodies the very essence of magic and power.
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
